Don't, now it's over, nigga
So I'm chilling,
easy criticism But this art remains difficult
Black crystal, I gave up everything for this Zik
I was no longer afraid to do other things,
it's a mistake maybe
Without it I stay sick,
but with a boat I'm fed up
*, there's no photo, I'm rap
This music is all I have
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
This music is all I have
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
I see that envious, judges and sellouts
They beat me from the corner of the eye,
I'm in the time,
but against their pendulum
Everyone is a mediator and we will be in a race
If it's not the trio,
I fear no one,
no counter-report
A bad-looking propaganda,
I love my band too much
Flow,
lyric style,
that's it,
proper to my gang,
proper to my blood
My Zik,
proper to my rank,
I write it,
operational,
as long as I don't make my rank
My time,
filled with chips,
I'm moving forward in the spring
* my music,
I'm pissed and it's finally time for my IPC
Rock the mic and the sauce too,
without way,
we keep our heads cold in this story
Too indecisive,
too much to do,
you get out disappointed
A little fire,
we lose our spider,
the sugar is witness,
but hey
Always the same cogne,
the same sound,
yeah this sound,
that changes people as soon as they have the sign
This music is all I have
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
This music is all I have
Sometimes I miss a spit,
so I look for a spit,
time flies,
I see it's far from the cut on the lips
I chew my hate,
my gums bleed,
too much pain,
but my Zik teaches me,
I stay healthy
At the bottom,
a guy who knows I could end badly,
I would have spent my life doing something and not finish it
All I love is the worst,
I stay silent,
bring fierce sounds,
boy,
and a style that kills his race
I'm the antithesis of a success that seems far away,
this good life,
stay away from it
The eye of the master,
we grease the beast,
we are dry salt,
when I shut up,
I shake my head,
just to break the neck,
I decide to break
I told you,
this is all I have,
look what I do,
I have to advance without pretension,
love threw me,
I go solo,
another black on the sills
Here it's low,
but I stay fast for the mission,
this music is all I have
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
This music is all I have
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation,
une philosophie
Damn,
damn si,
plus qu'une vocation, une philosophie